The World Eater
In the aftermath of it all, Kyrel could barely even fathom what he had witnessed hours ago. Ssi-Ruuvi Imperium had all but attacked the First Imperial capital. Dosuun his home, the apex of what First Imperial life would be for all in the glorious eye of the Supreme Leader, all but destroyed, reduced to nothing more than a pile of ashes at the hands of the enemy, it filled the Master of Ren with rage. He had not suspected, nor could have know that the Ssi-Ruuk would have returned, and now they were paying the price for it. Sitting in meditation within his quarters aboard the Aggressor. He felt so many emotions, anger, despair, doubt. He was now aboard one of three Resurgent destroyers, guiding only a handful of military and civilian ships to the fringe worlds of the First Order... The Industrial sector and close to the borders of the Outer Rim Coalition. Far enough where Ssi-Ruuk dare wouldn't go, but as for his beloved home it was all gone.
Now he had to deal with the crisis.. Was the First Order destroyed? Did he no longer have a purpose, was his life for nothing if he could not defend the Supreme Leader, dealing with the crisis of what to do was something Kyrel could not get from his mind since making the jump to Hyperspace, and now all he could hear was the proximity alarm showing that the fleet was exiting to Hyperspace.
Meanwhile, Admiral Cain watched, hands clasped behind her back, standing on the forefront of the bridge seeing the fleet slowly emerge from Hyperspace. She remained passive as what remained in view was a hellish world. Filled with nothing but fire and brimstone. She found it a cruel joke that the Ren would bring them to such an inhospitable place. "We have reached Mustafar Admiral." She gave a nod to the communications officer Vato "Very good summon Ren immediately." WIth that Kyrel emerged from the shadows towards the Admiral, having made his entry some time ago from his deep meditation. Speaking coldly towards the Admiral making no mistake of hiding his anger. "We have arrived at last Admiral?" Cain nodded, "Yes we have Ren, what will happen now?"
Kyrel thought indeed what would happen, he needed to summon what Ren remained first, If any was in the system or apart of the fleet, and most of all he needed to figure out what would happen next, he thought of settling on the world using the old droid factories, perhaps using the vast array the world had with the dark side. With such power at his command he could make good use of it, but most of all he would not permit the First Order to merely crumble, nor just be a band of refugees. The days had gone down in the west, and he himself knew that but he would at all cost preserve First Imperial rule. "Transmit an encrypted message summoning all allies within the system or the fleet. I need to know if others may prove useful, If anyone with the gifts of the Force may prove useful, summon them as well." The dark side would play a crucial hand in keeping the way of life they had known intact. Even now if the Admiral didn't understand it, she nodded and obeyed. Preparing and sending a signal, searching for signs of allies, and if not others he would accept his call. He needed to figure out his next step with so much at stake and having never skirted so close to disaster.
[member="Aisha Ren"]
[member="Demitry Draskovits"]
Now he had to deal with the crisis.. Was the First Order destroyed? Did he no longer have a purpose, was his life for nothing if he could not defend the Supreme Leader, dealing with the crisis of what to do was something Kyrel could not get from his mind since making the jump to Hyperspace, and now all he could hear was the proximity alarm showing that the fleet was exiting to Hyperspace.
Meanwhile, Admiral Cain watched, hands clasped behind her back, standing on the forefront of the bridge seeing the fleet slowly emerge from Hyperspace. She remained passive as what remained in view was a hellish world. Filled with nothing but fire and brimstone. She found it a cruel joke that the Ren would bring them to such an inhospitable place. "We have reached Mustafar Admiral." She gave a nod to the communications officer Vato "Very good summon Ren immediately." WIth that Kyrel emerged from the shadows towards the Admiral, having made his entry some time ago from his deep meditation. Speaking coldly towards the Admiral making no mistake of hiding his anger. "We have arrived at last Admiral?" Cain nodded, "Yes we have Ren, what will happen now?"
Kyrel thought indeed what would happen, he needed to summon what Ren remained first, If any was in the system or apart of the fleet, and most of all he needed to figure out what would happen next, he thought of settling on the world using the old droid factories, perhaps using the vast array the world had with the dark side. With such power at his command he could make good use of it, but most of all he would not permit the First Order to merely crumble, nor just be a band of refugees. The days had gone down in the west, and he himself knew that but he would at all cost preserve First Imperial rule. "Transmit an encrypted message summoning all allies within the system or the fleet. I need to know if others may prove useful, If anyone with the gifts of the Force may prove useful, summon them as well." The dark side would play a crucial hand in keeping the way of life they had known intact. Even now if the Admiral didn't understand it, she nodded and obeyed. Preparing and sending a signal, searching for signs of allies, and if not others he would accept his call. He needed to figure out his next step with so much at stake and having never skirted so close to disaster.
[member="Aisha Ren"]
[member="Demitry Draskovits"]